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“A child of a King would be incredibly strong, even at this stage and inside a human incubator.” “Human incubator?” I repeated. “Can you please never refer to me as that again?”
Proof that our love for one another was real, even if we hadn’t the chance to explore it. Because I could not risk the world. Not even for love.
“Your name is Brighton Jussier. Your friends sometimes call you Bri. Tink calls you Lite Bright,” he said, those beautiful eyes searching mine. “I call you my sunshine. Do you know why? It’s because I saw you smile once, and it was like the sun finally rising after centuries of nothing but night.”
“You never have to say please. Ever.” Cradling my cheeks in his hands, he shuddered against me. “All that I am. All that I have. It’s yours. I’m yours.”
